Chapter 4

"Last night was perfect," Emily breathed as she rested her head on Iain's shoulder. "We should do it again."

"Well, there's been worse," Iain joked.

Emily pulled away from him and prodded him in the chest, her mouth wide open in shock.

"I think you'll find that I was the one doing all the hard work," she replied, a smirk on her face.

"Debateable," he bit his lip and got her back by poking her in the side. She let out a huge roar of laughter as she backed away from him.

"Don't! I'm ticklish," she squealed trying to stop his hands. But, Iain was too powerful and by now his hands were running all over body. Her face screwed up as she tried not to make too much noise; not wanting to draw attention to the pair.

As Rita approached the ED she spotted the scene unfolding between the two. She could feel her skin crawl as she watched them. She closed her eyes, trying to block them out and continued towards the hospital.

"Stop, Iain. Please, no," Emily let out in between giggles.

"Alright, alright," Iain smiled backing away from her. "I've got to go to work anyway, don't want to be late."

Iain looked Emily up and down, as though he were undressing her with his eyes. He got closer to her and took hold of her waist. He tilted his head and placed his lips on hers. He lingered for a moment before letting go.

"I'll see you later," he winked. As he turned around he noticed Rita walking past. She had a scowl across her face and he could tell she had been watching them. He felt his stomach drop but he tried to ignore it and carried on walking past her.

As he got into the station Iain was met with a young man leaning on the hood of one of the ambulances. Iain recognised his face straight away and could feel the anger boiling up in him.

"Alright cupcake?" his cockney tone made Iain feel sick.

"What are you doing here?" Iain spat, walking over to him.

"They told me you might need a helping hand, with your partner on a course and that," he grinned at Iain, sensing that he wasn't enjoying his presence.

Iain just rolled his eyes, he had nothing to say. All he knew was that this shift was going to be hard having to put up with Rocker's stupid, repetitive stories. Iain nodded his head before making his way to the locker room.

After getting kitted up, Iain heard the crackly voice on the radio speaking to him. He unclipped the small device from his belt and raised it to his mouth.

"3006 to control received and on our way," he replied. He looked over at Rocker who was already chatting up one of the other paramedics. "Come on, we've got a shout," he shouted out.

Rocker turned to Iain and walked over to join him in the ambulance. "And the dream team is back together." He winked.

"So there was this tunnel collapse last year right, three of us, my mate Bob was there and all. But that doesn't matter because last week I was out with this bird, beautiful she was, really classy. Anyway, I told her that I was a paramedic from HART and she had no clue what I was on about…" Rocker sang, his arms flailing whilst he sat in the passenger's seat.

Iain was driving, he had tried to block out his voice on the way up and it worked but on the way back it was really started to grate on him. His eyes lit up as they pulled into the ambulance bay just outside the hospital doors. He stopped the engine and jumped out and went round the back to help the patient out. As he looked up he could see Rita in the distance, great.

"Right, what's happened?" Zoe asked, retrieving the patient notes from Rocker.

"Okay, this is Trevor Kent, 60 years old, took a stumble on the bottom steps of the stairs…" Iain trailed off.

When Rocker and Iain left resus, he saw Rita standing at reception with Jack.

"Hello there, you must be Iain's plus one," Jack spoke out, offering his hand to Rocker but he completely ignored him.

"Jack, Rita, meet Scott," Iain introduced them.

"Oh my word," Rocker let out as he eyed Rita up. "Mates call us Rocker but you can call me anytime love, night or day," he held her hand in his own.

Rita could feel herself blushing and she had a huge grin on her face.

"Has this been recently disinfected?" he asked pointing down at her hand, Rita didn't reply; she was speechless. "It has? In that case," he pulled her hand towards him and placed a kiss on the back of it.

"Ooh lovely," he let out causing her to laugh.

Iain stood behind them, his face full of anger. The jealousy was growing inside him and he hated it. He watched on as the two carried on flirting with each other right in front him. He was starting to regret his decision of sleeping with Emily. Maybe he had made the wrong decision.

"How about me and you, go for a drink afterwards?" Rocker asked, gently tucking a piece of Rita's hair behind her ear.

Rita bit her lip, "A drink sounds lovely."

Iain heard his radio going off again, "Right, let's roll Romeo," he spat, already making his way towards the door.

"Spoiler," Rocker chuckled, tilting his head in Iain's direction. "I'll see you after work then, Rita." He winked before running to join Iain.

After work Rita waited patiently outside the ED for Rocker. Unfortunately, she had to wait with Emily.

"So, you and Iain?" Rita pondered, trying to make the situation less awkward.

"I don't think that's any of your business," Emily snarled, folding her arms.

"I'm just trying to make conversation," Rita shrugged. "I've already said sorry and I want us to get along, especially because we're working together. Please, I know I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you. I'm sorry. Look, I said sorry again."

But, Rita wasn't sorry at all. She hated the fact that she had to apologise when it wasn't her fault Emily was getting distracted by a certain person. However, Rita also hated confrontation and would rather people get along so she was going to be the bigger person.

Emily nodded, "I suppose I have been a bit harsh on you and I'm sorry."

"Right, well I hope we can be friends," Rita smiled gently.

"Yeah, I think we'd make quite a good team."

Rita let out a sigh relief, as she looked up she spotted Iain walking a far distance behind Rocker. She smirked to herself, knowing that if anything did happen between herself and Rocker then Iain would not like it. She made her way over to Rocker.

"Ready?" she grinned.

"You bet," he replied.

Iain stormed over to Emily, "That man, words can't even explain how much I hate it him. I need a cold glass of beer after that shift."

"One cold glass of beer coming right up!" Emily smiled linking her arm with Iain's.

As they made their way to the pub, Iain turned his head and spotted Rita and Rocker walking very close to each other. He grimaced as he tried to shake the thought of them two together.